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Rh  For miles it thundered and crashed behind. But he looked ahead with a steadfast mind; "They must be warned!" was all he said, As away on his terrible ride he sped.

When heroes are called for, bring the crown To this Yankee rider: send him down On the stream of time with the Curtius old; His deed as the Roman's was brave and bold, And the tale can as noble a thrill awake. For he offered his life for the people's sake.

ET be what is: why should we strive and wrestle
 * With awkward skill against a subtle doubt?

Or pin a mystery 'neath our puny pestle,
 * And vainly try to bray its secret out?